The beats, yeah, they [bad word] out the speakers
And were winding up straight in your sneakers.
And I'm dancing like every song he spins is bis or like
Like all my dance heroes would if they existed.

And it's sad that you think that they're all just scenesters
(And even if we were it's not the scene you're thinking of)
To taking props from like these boy band fashions
All crop tops and testosterone passion.

If there's one thing that I could never confess,
It's that I can't dance a single step.

It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing!

Not sure if you mind if I dance with you,
But I don't think right now that you care about anything at all.
And oh, if only there were clothes on the floor,
I'd feel for certain I was bedroom dancing.
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line.
Every single one of us is twisted by design
And dispatches from the back of my mind
Say as long as we're here everything is alright.

If there's one thing that I could never confess,
It's that I can't dance a single step.

It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing!